Child Poem by Herbert Nehrlich
Child
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It is I, Cantadora,
creator of dreams
for the feeble of mind
and the pressure at seams
that will leave you behind.
In the Kingdom of Bora
every dream makes us wild.
In the fauna and flora
wanders only one child.
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4/26/2024 10:20:07 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Sounds touching and sad.